Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Prologue: There are very few instances that I have complained about something on here. And today's posting is going to have to be one of them. Sorry if I sound like a negative Nancy, but as you read, you'll begin to understand. Allow me to tell a few back stories.

Early on in life, I was taught not to judge right then and there. For instance. I remember what my fifth grade english teacher was wearing. Heck, I even remember how she had her hair styled. I introduced myself, and my family, seeing it was meet the teachers night, she asked what I liked to do. I don't remember what the trends were back at the turn of the century, but all I can remember thinking, this is going to be a long school year. I don't like her. She looks mean and uninviting. Fast forward a few weeks later, we found ourselves talking about the NBC Primetime hit Will And Grace. I knew if I gave her a few weeks to warm up, all would be right with the world. And to this day, I consider her one of my favorite teachers of my before college education. As a matter of fact, she found me on the 'book, and occasionally posts on each others wall or statuses.

Fall 2012: I was faced with the same problem again. Maybe my history professor had a bad day, and wasn't in the right mood to teach. Okay, it's only the second week of school. I'll try again Wednesday. I went back the following class with a better frame of mind. One of my peers asked where he went to high school. He didn't want to answer that. Okay, I can see that. Maybe he doesn't want us looking him up in a yearbook or something. We then asked the next logical question. Where did you go to undergrad. His snarky reply? "I'm not from here." Most people don't mind answering that type of question. After putting his non-power point presentations on the board and requires an @edu email address, I have discovered he graduated from Florida International University. After his response, I gave up. I had given it time, in hopes of trying to like him as a teacher, seeing as the last two times I had immediately judged and saw that they were incredibly wonderful people.

On the first day of real class, one of my peers asked if he would put up his lectures on the in class website. His immediate answer was no, and then went into some un needed explanation. Please note, I'm not complaining, I have to give back stories.

I'm not going to lie, Sara and school don't exactly go together. I have a very short attention span hence the first grade diagnosis of Attention Deficit/Hyperactivity Disorder. My mind has a tendency to wander, and sometimes on a daily basis, I find myself thinking about other things than paying attention to school. If I am asked to do tasks at the casa de Sara, theres a 85 percent chance it will not be accomplished. #oops

React however you want to this next part. I have mentioned in other blogs that during the Winter, I have to get up five minutes early just to put on extra layers in the extreme cold. Growing up during my elementary and middle school years, I would have to get up early just to have time to get my socks right and smooth. Bizarre. I know.

Apparently I have something called SID. Sensory Integration Disorder. And yes, to this day it still affects me. According to the medical-dictionary online, one of the biggest contributors to SID is AD/HD. Good God I'm special. I'm going to do the best I can to describe it in my terms, but some of the things that had bothered me I am now over. (Warning: Some of these are plain ridiculous.) As I mentioned before my socks had to be smooth, I wouldn't let people sit on the same couch as me, and when it came to the school part, if people put their feet on the back of my chair, I could feel the pressure of their feet. Those I am 98.9 percent over.

There is one more problem area that I will probably never get over. I have been told by opthamologists that I have wonderful peripheral vision. Well that's great and all. Aside from the fact that I can see tapping of the feet. It might be my biggest crawl out of my skin peeve. Which FINALLY brings me to the whole blog in the first place.

Today, I got to experience an ADD'ers worst nightmare. It had already been a long day after falling asleep at 1:45 followed by a night of Thunder, the periodic downpours and lighting. Seeing it was a school day, the alarm had been set for 6:30 AM. Scratch that. I think what I meant to say was 5:45 AM. Wait. Hadn't I fallen asleep just a mere four hours earlier?!? Someone must had heard that I hate driving to school in rain, drove to school in between storms. I sat through my eight AM business writing class with no problem, as I was still in my prime attention span.
Promptly at 9:30 AM, I was doomed. I was recently assigned my first history paper. And of course, my professor thought he would spend 60 minutes out of a 75 minute class talking about how to properly write a history paper. And in between there, add in some unneeded peanut gallery comments, unrealistic coughing and awkward silence. And then... with my excellent peripheral vision, I spotted not one, but two people, with two feet each tapping. By minute 15 of the speech, I decided to start answering questions to keep myself entertained. Even my professor noticed and made the comment, "Sara is bored as a gourd." You bet I was. My mind had gone AWOL, and with my laptop sitting on my lap, it took me everything I had to not get it out and do some live blogging. If I could't live blog, I started thinking about the next best thing: lunch. Should I get a half and half? Half sweet tea, half lemonade? I really can't wait for the birthday celebrations at the market tomorrow. I finally snapped back into the class when I noticed my professor had made a citing a source mistake. I can't tell you how many times I had heard this speech. After that comment, I then heard the person behind me with hiccups. An AD/HD SID girl stuck in a small room, no windows, with four feet tapping, a person hiccuping, and my professor talking/wandering around the room.

Living with AD/HD and SID I learn from my mistakes that come with it. I know there are some days that mother wants to beat bumps on my head, but these are the things that make me special, and it gives me the excuse to make the daily trip to the wonderful world of LaLa Land.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

I lied. Just kidding. I thought I was going to have to wait until well until October to blog. Due to some unexpected down time, I have found some time to ramble.

I really should be writing a paper on All Quiet On The Western Front. I can't tell you how many times I have looked at the prompt that my professor has given us. The first time I read it aloud, there was an audience, and their first response? Sparknotes.

True Life: I have an addiction to Amazon.com. No really I do. I have a Student Prime membership which gets me FREE two day shipping and a lot of things almost half the price. As a matter of fact, I currently have two emails from them with package confirmation. One of the emails? I have pre-ordered Taylor Swifts highly anticipated new album Red.
Speaking of Taylor Swift, I am currently listening to her new single released Tuesday morning titled Begin Again. I'm no music critic, but it's sweet song talking about getting up and dusting yourself off after a very public breakup with Jake Gyllenhaal. (Or so she claims). Taylor Swift also announced that for the next three Mondays she will be releasing new songs on Good Morning America to then be released on iTunes Tuesday at midnight. Come on Taylor. Really? Red won't be highly anticipated if you've already released half of your album. Think Taylor, think.

This week I begin the miserable task of having to decide what to watch Thursday nights. gLee or Grey's? I have been a dedicated watcher from the beginning. This is cruel and unusual punishment. But, I have come to the following decision. Watch Grey's live, and tape gLee. I feel like I'm cheating on both, but I have to see what happens to the doctors of Seattle Grace Mercy West Hospitals finest doctors following the plane crash. #LaLaland.

I also have to watch the dreaded season finale before Thursday night to refresh my memory. I really don't want to. So sad.

On the subject of Good Morning America, Robin Roberts had her bone marrow transplant last Thursday. I happened to come across an article on Perez Hilton about it, and I was surprised to see her family and some of her GMA colleagues there in the room while the transplant was taking place. Yes, they were all sterile, but one would think for a transplant, they would take the patient into some sort of super sterile room. #TeamRobin

Big Blue Madness tickets sold out in 35 minutes. It's a ridicilious tradition. Camping out for five days in the 40° lows at night for FREE tickets to the NCAA National Champions University of Kentucky Mens Basketball teams first official practice. There was even pre camping camping so people could be first in line to camp out. #Patheticyetdedicated

In case one of you lucky followers ever get to meet my four legged friend, Jo formerly known as Joker, please note the following: He is to be called Jo, Joseph, Jo-Jo, Josepfits, anything but Joker. Jo was named for the UK Football coach before he became head coach, but after the downfall of the football program, we no longer call him that, unless he is in trouble.

Did anyone happen to catch the bizarre ending to the Monday Night Football game with the Seattle Seahawks versus the Green Bay Packers? The tape CLEARLY shows Green Bay with the interception. These replacements refs are terrible. They need to go back to the high school field where they belong.

The iPhone 5 came out Friday selling over 5 million units. Selling five million units for an iPhone 5? Coincidence? I think yes.

Have I mentioned how much I love peanut butter and goldfish?

Personal shout out to my wonderful mother who gave me the alcohol makes me incredibly tired gene. A few years back, I was fortunate enough to be introduced to an infamous wine cake that one of my grandmothers friends makes for people who have lost a loved one or have just come home from the hospital. At the time of consumption, I said this cake is wonderful. We need this recipe. "No doll, this is a top secret recipe." Bah humbug. The cake recently made an appearance at an event, and we graciously tried again for the recipe. We hit the cake recipe jackpot. "I'll be happy to give you the recipe. I give it out all the time." I recently made it, and of course, I had to have a slice (or two) when it came out of the oven. After consuming the cake, I headed home where I immediately took a nice 90 minute nap. I didn't know why I was so tired. Maybe it was because I had been ripping and running all week. And then it hit me. TWO SLICES people. Two slices of wine cake. The cake had a cup of wine. #cheapdate #weaksauce

Recently participating in a conversation about social media at the PFM, I revealed that I choose to set my alarm 5 minutes early so I can read the morning newspapers. Or more commonly known as the stuff I've missed over night. My coworkers couldn't believe what I had said. Get with the program people. It's how the the new generation works.

UL football is one of 26 schools undefeated. #winning

I mentioned in earlier blogs that I would be seeing WICKED for the third time. It never disappoints. Especially the act before intermission. And if any of you have seen it, you know what I'm talking about.

My birthday plans have fallen into place, and for the first time in a long time, they feel right.

Friday, September 21, 2012

I overbooked myself next week. And the following week. If you'll allow me to get through the rest of this month, I should be in the clear to get back into the groove.
On my calendar: School. Papers. Housesitting. Work. Visiting with loved ones :). And somewhere in there, sleeping.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

"Classes are in session in this hallway" Not my class. My 8:00 class was cancelled for the week. I'm okay with that. What am I NOT okay with? Finding out the news after I came all the way over. I could have slept an extra 90 minutes. I have to give my professor some props. She emailed us yesterday morning telling us it would be cancelled. Most professors tell you during the night before the class. At least I did the reading :) My next class? 9:15 next door to my cancelled class.

"Sara, there sure is a lot of sqealing going on up there; What's going on?" Let's see here: College football has arrived back, UL beat UK keeping the Governor's cup right where it belongs, finding out that there is a F-R-I-E-N-D-S Marathon every night this week, and while checking the newspaper (Twitter) Patrick Dempsey announces he filmed The Ellen Show Tuesday afternoon. He was missing one small detail. He will be on the season PREMIERE. I know where I'll be come 4:00 next Monday afternoon.

One of my goals this year has been trying to learn how to do real world stuff. Like charge a car battery after sitting in a driveway for 30 minutes. I can officially check that off my to-do list.

T-8 Days until WICKED. I. Can. Hardly. Wait.

I received a text message from a follower of mine informing me that she had fallen in love with Grey's and currently watching Season 3. I never thought I would talk so much about it, that I would make someone see what it was all about and fall madly in love with it.

I'm not a fan of the National Football League, but after a 9 month hiatus, it has returned to our small screens. #Justonemoredayclosertofall

Speaking of Fall, I ventured out to Starbucks and purchased my first Pumpkin Spice Latte of the season. Who cares if it was 85 degrees.

The MTV Video Music Awards are tomorrow night. Here's hoping to a Kanye West and Lady Gaga drama free night.

Ashley Judd, who is a part of the infamous Judd clan, who are from the Blugrass state, has been sighted as a delegate in Tennessee at the DNC. And if there's one thing that you do not like in Kentucky, it's the University of Tennesee Volunteers.Traitor. What makes all this even worse? She is spotted at almost every UK Basketball game.

Apple has sent out invitations to the media for "an important Apple event September 12." Really Apple? Like we haven't known that the iPhone 5 is being released for weeks.

Pennsylvania Honeycrisp Apples have arrived at the market. Get 'em while they're cold. Because that is the only way to eat these delicious monsters of an apple.